Atop a grand skyscraper, in its vast rooftop hall, seven people were seated.
The transparent floor-to-ceiling windows mirrored the entire city's silhouette.
These seven, reclining comfortably on sofas and savoring red wine, were recognizable to anyone who might have been there – they were the revered Saviors of the world, the seven mightiest Superpower Users of the Superpower Association.
This was their meeting place.
"Bang!"
The collision of a wine bottle with the tabletop produced a crisp sound.
"Cheers."
The tattoo-covered Bald man let out a sardonic snicker.
"Let's celebrate... and thank that existence for giving us the chance to step into a higher sequence."
The others shared a subtle smile as they drank their wine, which was as red as blood, in a single gulp.
"This world should not fall into the hands of the former losers. The truly capable should possess it and make it evident."
"Past beliefs are all nonsense."
"We are the true masters of this world."
